Baby Brother
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my computer, and I definitely don't own Labyrinth.
Summary: Toby is kidnapped and then brutally killed by a criminal that's let out of prison and on parole. Sarah is baby-sitting Toby when it happens, and feels overwhelmed with guilt and grief. Seeing no other option, she goes after Toby's killer, but that seems impossible in itself. Calling upon the Goblin King once again for help, she learns a few things about life and love she never would've expected. Also that life just isn't fair no matter what.
Author's Note: OK, just a warning, this story is violent and very sad at some parts. If you can't stand violence and adult situations then I suggest that you don't read this story.
The fog settled and cleared from Sarah's mind and her awareness returned to her full force. Bolting upright she looked around frantically trying to remember what happened. Placing a hand to her forehead, she shook her head in a vain attempt to sort out her thoughts. Sarah became aware of a soft breathing sound coming from beside her. Eyes widening, she hesitantly turned her head to discover Anaoshak sleeping peacefully next to her.
Groaning loudly, Sarah looked down to make sure she was dressed. To her relief she was fully clothed which indicated that nothing had happened between them last night. Anaoshak must've felt her moving around and the shifting in the bed as she did because his eyes flew open and he looked at her in amusement. "Sleep well?" Frowning, Sarah jumped out of the bed and said crossly, "Why do you care? This is just some sick game to you. I can't believe you had the nerve to kidnap me and then bring me here when all I want to do is find who killed my brother and go home!"
By now Sarah's face was red from anger and frustration. Getting up out of the bed, Anaoshak stalked over to Sarah, his face a menacing contortion of fury. "I brought you here because that was my goal all along. I wasn't lying that when I first saw you I thought you were beautiful. The first time I saw you was long before that day in the ballroom though. It was long rumored that the King of the Goblins had fallen in love with a beautiful young girl of earth. When I first heard this I had to see what all the fuss was all about, so I ventured to earth and I saw you that day playing with your brother. I was so smitten, and then I understood why Jareth was so taken with you. So, the only way to get you to come to the underground was to make something terrible happen. Don't you understand that your brother was just a pawn?"
Not being able to contain her sudden hate and rage, Sarah pulled her arm back and slammed it into Anaoshak's face with a satisfying crunch. The blood that trickled down Anaoshak's now fat lip was little consolation to Sarah's wounded heart. "How could you!" she bellowed. "He was my little brother! He didn't deserve to die! I can't believe you did this for your own sick amusement! You monster!" Turning on her heel, Sarah fled the room, while Anaoshak chuckled softly and licked the blood off of his chin. "Soon," he whispered, "soon you will know why all those of this land fear me."
Running, running to who knows where, Sarah fumbled along blindly in the dark at a quick pace while trying to remember her way out of there. She knew she was failing miserably though. With tears of rage and humiliation streaming down her cheeks Sarah slumped to the floor in a crumpled heap. Doing the only thing she could think of at that moment she sobbed, "Oh, Jareth, I wish you were here."
As if by some magic, Jareth appeared before her, a strange and eerie light emanating from him, vanquishing the darkness. Sarah stood and flung her arms about his neck and pressed her face into his shoulder. "It was terrible," she said in between sniffs. "He's the one that helped that man kill my brother, and it's all my fault, all my fault," she whispered regretfully over and over. Jareth was glad she had finally called out for him. When he had returned from his visit to a neighboring kingdom, he had been saddened and dismayed to find her absent. He had searched high and low, and he had feared she didn't love him after all and had returned home. His heart went out to her as he felt her body trembling against his. He wrapped his arms lovingly and protectively around her while trying to soothe her. Thinking that now wasn't the time to question her about what happened, he summoned his magic and transferred them back to his castle.
Raising her head reluctantly from Jareth's shoulder, Sarah looked around to discover the welcoming and familiar sight of Jareth's bedroom. Still in his protective grip she leaned her head back slightly and found Jareth staring back at her worriedly. "Sorry," she apologized sheepishly for crying like a baby. Smiling bitterly Jareth wiped Sarah's tears away with a gentle touch. "No worries, love," he said, trying to reassure her.
Sarah sighed guilty. "I really messed things up," she confessed. Leading her towards the bed he sat her down on it while taking a seat next to her. "I think you owe me an explanation," Jareth said, but not demandingly. Thinking that he was right, Sarah recounted to him everything that had happened. By the time she had finished unshed tears glittered in her eyes. "I never meant for him to like me. I didn't want him to kiss me. I only wanted to find who killed my brother," she stated softly. Instead of acting out his anger like he wanted to, Jareth kept it in check.
Leaning over he wrapped his arms about her waist and laid his head in the crook of her neck. Sarah stroked his hair gently. "What are we going to do?" Sarah whispered. Without looking up, Jareth answered, "We're going to take Anaoshak to the higher powers of this land that rule over right and wrong, and we're going to make sure he and the human that killed your brother confess and get the punishment they deserve." Then, looking up at her, he said, "I promise you, Sarah." Sarah nodded her head and continued to comfort him, while he in turn took away all her worries.
Anaoshak stalked to his viewing room and waved his arm dramatically in front of a mirror. Appearing in front of him was an image of his faithful servant Charley. The scene around him was that of a goblin pub. Typical, Anaoshak thought. He was indeed the one that had been shielding Charley from Jareth and Sarah all along. But, no longer. The silly, foolish mortal no longer was of any use to him. Anaoshak threw his head back and roared a crazy laugh. He was going to make Sarah pay for rejecting him, and then kill Jareth because he didn't like him. His mouth watered as he thought about all the blood that was about to be shed.
Well, I know that chapter was sure to be a shocker. Just keep in mind I gave clues as to Anaoshak's involvement. Remember when he was pacing and he was thinking this isn't how I planned it. There's more that I dropped along the way. I know this chapter was short, but I didn't really have time to write and I had to hurry. I promise the next one will be better. Thanks for reading! And get off of your lazy butt and review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my computer, and I definitely don't own Labyrinth.
Summary: Toby is kidnapped and then brutally killed by a criminal that's let out of prison and on parole. Sarah is baby-sitting Toby when it happens, and feels overwhelmed with guilt and grief. Seeing no other option, she goes after Toby's killer, but that seems impossible in itself. Calling upon the Goblin King once again for help, she learns a few things about life and love she never would've expected. Also that life just isn't fair no matter what.
Author's Note: OK, just a warning, this story is violent and very sad at some parts. If you can't stand violence and adult situations then I suggest that you don't read this story.
The fog settled and cleared from Sarah's mind and her awareness returned to her full force. Bolting upright she looked around frantically trying to remember what happened. Placing a hand to her forehead, she shook her head in a vain attempt to sort out her thoughts. Sarah became aware of a soft breathing sound coming from beside her. Eyes widening, she hesitantly turned her head to discover Anaoshak sleeping peacefully next to her.
Groaning loudly, Sarah looked down to make sure she was dressed. To her relief she was fully clothed which indicated that nothing had happened between them last night. Anaoshak must've felt her moving around and the shifting in the bed as she did because his eyes flew open and he looked at her in amusement. "Sleep well?" Frowning, Sarah jumped out of the bed and said crossly, "Why do you care? This is just some sick game to you. I can't believe you had the nerve to kidnap me and then bring me here when all I want to do is find who killed my brother and go home!"
By now Sarah's face was red from anger and frustration. Getting up out of the bed, Anaoshak stalked over to Sarah, his face a menacing contortion of fury. "I brought you here because that was my goal all along. I wasn't lying that when I first saw you I thought you were beautiful. The first time I saw you was long before that day in the ballroom though. It was long rumored that the King of the Goblins had fallen in love with a beautiful young girl of earth. When I first heard this I had to see what all the fuss was all about, so I ventured to earth and I saw you that day playing with your brother. I was so smitten, and then I understood why Jareth was so taken with you. So, the only way to get you to come to the underground was to make something terrible happen. Don't you understand that your brother was just a pawn?"
Not being able to contain her sudden hate and rage, Sarah pulled her arm back and slammed it into Anaoshak's face with a satisfying crunch. The blood that trickled down Anaoshak's now fat lip was little consolation to Sarah's wounded heart. "How could you!" she bellowed. "He was my little brother! He didn't deserve to die! I can't believe you did this for your own sick amusement! You monster!" Turning on her heel, Sarah fled the room, while Anaoshak chuckled softly and licked the blood off of his chin. "Soon," he whispered, "soon you will know why all those of this land fear me."
Running, running to who knows where, Sarah fumbled along blindly in the dark at a quick pace while trying to remember her way out of there. She knew she was failing miserably though. With tears of rage and humiliation streaming down her cheeks Sarah slumped to the floor in a crumpled heap. Doing the only thing she could think of at that moment she sobbed, "Oh, Jareth, I wish you were here."
As if by some magic, Jareth appeared before her, a strange and eerie light emanating from him, vanquishing the darkness. Sarah stood and flung her arms about his neck and pressed her face into his shoulder. "It was terrible," she said in between sniffs. "He's the one that helped that man kill my brother, and it's all my fault, all my fault," she whispered regretfully over and over. Jareth was glad she had finally called out for him. When he had returned from his visit to a neighboring kingdom, he had been saddened and dismayed to find her absent. He had searched high and low, and he had feared she didn't love him after all and had returned home. His heart went out to her as he felt her body trembling against his. He wrapped his arms lovingly and protectively around her while trying to soothe her. Thinking that now wasn't the time to question her about what happened, he summoned his magic and transferred them back to his castle.
Raising her head reluctantly from Jareth's shoulder, Sarah looked around to discover the welcoming and familiar sight of Jareth's bedroom. Still in his protective grip she leaned her head back slightly and found Jareth staring back at her worriedly. "Sorry," she apologized sheepishly for crying like a baby. Smiling bitterly Jareth wiped Sarah's tears away with a gentle touch. "No worries, love," he said, trying to reassure her.
Sarah sighed guilty. "I really messed things up," she confessed. Leading her towards the bed he sat her down on it while taking a seat next to her. "I think you owe me an explanation," Jareth said, but not demandingly. Thinking that he was right, Sarah recounted to him everything that had happened. By the time she had finished unshed tears glittered in her eyes. "I never meant for him to like me. I didn't want him to kiss me. I only wanted to find who killed my brother," she stated softly. Instead of acting out his anger like he wanted to, Jareth kept it in check.
Leaning over he wrapped his arms about her waist and laid his head in the crook of her neck. Sarah stroked his hair gently. "What are we going to do?" Sarah whispered. Without looking up, Jareth answered, "We're going to take Anaoshak to the higher powers of this land that rule over right and wrong, and we're going to make sure he and the human that killed your brother confess and get the punishment they deserve." Then, looking up at her, he said, "I promise you, Sarah." Sarah nodded her head and continued to comfort him, while he in turn took away all her worries.
Anaoshak stalked to his viewing room and waved his arm dramatically in front of a mirror. Appearing in front of him was an image of his faithful servant Charley. The scene around him was that of a goblin pub. Typical, Anaoshak thought. He was indeed the one that had been shielding Charley from Jareth and Sarah all along. But, no longer. The silly, foolish mortal no longer was of any use to him. Anaoshak threw his head back and roared a crazy laugh. He was going to make Sarah pay for rejecting him, and then kill Jareth because he didn't like him. His mouth watered as he thought about all the blood that was about to be shed.
Well, I know that chapter was sure to be a shocker. Just keep in mind I gave clues as to Anaoshak's involvement. Remember when he was pacing and he was thinking this isn't how I planned it. There's more that I dropped along the way. I know this chapter was short, but I didn't really have time to write and I had to hurry. I promise the next one will be better. Thanks for reading! And get off of your lazy butt and review!